The Grammatical Investigator in Conan

Higashida, who was handcuffed and hooded, walked out of the gate like a criminal who was about to flee abroad and was intercepted by the police at the gate.

Seeing this, other people boarding the plane retreated, allowing the two public officials carrying Higashikata to pass smoothly.

"Mr. Fukitani, the detective the informant mentioned is the one you secretly commissioned yesterday, right?"

"Yes." The man named Jianggu nodded, turned and walked towards the boarding direction, "That man really did not disappoint me."

"It just so happens that the place we are going to is Arkham Asylum. It doesn't matter if we help him inquire a little bit."

The man next to him named Yuya Kazami asked while keeping up with Furitani as he boarded the plane, "But I don't understand why Mr. Furitani used his identity as an informant to buy a ticket to the United States?"

Jiang Gu smiled slightly and explained: "This time we are going to bring back a high-ranking member of the Public Security Bureau, an important figure who knows about the existence of the organization."

"Of course you have to be careful with such a character."

"And there have been failed experiences before where identities were leaked due to international flights."

"Welcome aboard."

Facing the stewardess's greetings, Jiang Gu showed a sunny smile, which made the stewardess with a ponytail blush on her face.

Sitting in the economy class seat with Yuya Kazami, Furitani finally said——

"When we return to Japan, we may have an additional direct boss."

In this regard, Kazami Yuya had a question mark on his face.

A boss who walked out of the madhouse?

It was another calm day. Qin Zhibo did not open the door for business. Instead, he pulled down the blinds and pretended that no one was in the office. In fact, he was concentrating on learning Latin.

Because after ten consecutive days of study, the Latin learning progress bar is finally about to be filled up today.

When Qin Zhibo read the last part of the Latin material, the 8000 skill proficiency requirement was finally completed.

[Congratulations on successfully mastering the language (Latin)! 】

The corresponding prompt appeared in the system, which made Qin Zhibo very pleased.

So far, Qin Zhibo has mastered five languages, namely English, Japanese, Chinese, French, and Latin.

English is the language that the original owner was a Hawaiian.

Japanese is a language originally spoken by Japanese Americans.

Chinese is a gift from Qin Zhibo’s past life.

French and Latin were both learned for reading special books.

If you want to learn a new language, the proficiency requirement for full mastery will reach 16,000.

Therefore, if new investigable books are discovered, Qin Zhibo hopes that the language will be a language he has already mastered.

Are there no investigative books written in the Chinese language of our great empire?

Qin Zhibo, who was feeling a little tired, took out the "Secret of Worms" that he had collected for a long time from the drawer.

In terms of scientific time, it was only last week that Qin Zhibo obtained this book from Dracula's villa.

But for Qin Zhibo, that was almost last month

In order to be able to read and investigate this book, I went through some hardships piled up with human lives.

But now, Qin Zhibo can finally read this book.

[The Secret of Worms: This book was written in 1542 by the Belgian magician Ludwig Purin

The first half of the book talks about ghosts and zombies, and the second half contains Pu Lin's travel records and spells to summon and control various "demons", and even records the magic potion formula that allows people to travel beyond time and space. 】

[Lost 6~12 will points after reading this book, mysterious mythology knowledge and skill proficiency + loss of will points x 100 after reading this book]

[Language interoperability, can read]

【Do you want to read? 】

Qin Zhibo confirmed that his will point was a very sufficient 90 points, so he confirmed it silently in his heart.

【Read√】

The moment the reading was confirmed, Qin Zhibo's brain immediately entered a magical state.

Thousands of stars were flying past in front of his eyes, and Qin Zhibo fell into the scene described in the book.

In the beginning, these scenes were relatively "tame".

The first is the presence of ghosts and zombies.

Ghosts generally refer to human souls that have nowhere to rest. These ghosts are sometimes witnessed by people with high inspiration, but if you want to actively see these ghosts, you need some summoning skills.

Through Ludwig Purin's perspective, Qin Zhibo saw the magic array and spells needed to summon souls.

Qin Zhibo carefully observed the contents of the magic array, which were different from the psychic skills Qin Zhibo had mastered.

When the incantation was finished, a pale white ghost slowly appeared on the magic circle.

It has almost no human outline and cannot answer even a single question. The only difference is that it allows people to see its existence.

Therefore, Qin Zhibo felt that his psychic skills should be more advanced.

In addition to the ghosts evolved from human souls, there are also some non-human souls that cannot be recorded in detail.

As for zombies, there are no zombies in the world.

The so-called zombies are actually the Voodoo religion popular in Africa, a method of controlling corpses mastered by this sect.

Voodoo wizards would feed their enemies with tetrodotoxin, which would put them into a wonderful state of suspended animation, turning them into "resurrected corpses" who would work tirelessly like slaves forever.

The god believed in by Voodoo is called Baron Samedi. He is the mediator between life and death. He is a god of death with powerful dark power.

From Ludwig's perspective, Qin Zhibo saw with his own eyes a black man with strange patterns painted on his face walking out from between the tombstones at the summons of a voodoo wizard.

He was wearing a top black hat, holding a cane, and his long black tuxedo slid through the thorn bushes next to the tombstone, like silk passing through the smooth marble floor without any drag.

The moment Baron Samedi appeared, the expressions of the surrounding Voodoo believers became dull and dull. Only Ludwig Pulin still maintained his body autonomy after shaking his body a few times.

Ludwig Pulling took out a cigar and offered a case of rum.

The tall Baron Samedi looked at Ludwig Purin. After a few seconds, he raised his dark palm, took the lit cigar from Ludwig Purin's hand, and placed it on the short floor. smells on the nose.

A strange scene happened. When Baron Samedi was smoking with his nose, a large amount of white smoke suddenly came out from the burning end of the cigar, and all of it poured into Baron Samedi's nostrils.

In just one puff, the entire cigar burned up and slipped from the dark palm like withered life.

Afterwards, Ludwig Pulin knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Baron Samedi.

"Ah! The great Lord of the Dead Tomb! The incarnation of Nyarlathotep!"

"I ask you a question in the name of the Black Star Chronicles and the toad god Tsathoggua!"

"Is the great Black Pharaoh of ancient Egypt one of your incarnations!"

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